Living With Myself

I understand that the title to this particular post may be a tad confuzzling. Let me define: I mean living with myself as actuality, not metaphysically.

Those who have been my roommates (from parents to college to husband and everything inbetween) know that I am a hoot to live with. I am a riot with so much charm and charisma it figuratively leaks out my giant brown eyeballs. That said, I have lived with myself for a very long time, and I have found that sometimes that charisma pools up and makes the kitchen floor sticky. I rarely clean that up. So here is a top five list of all the things that I don't like to clean in my house, but I have to because I live with me.

1. The Dishes. Oh. My. Goodness. It is a daily battle with the inner me to complete this chore. I try to pass it off to my husband, but it totally doesn't work. I regularly miss days because 'I just can't face it' -- then I have Mt. Dishmore to climb for the rest of the week. I hate this.

2. My Bedroom. This has been a struggle for me since I was small. I would rather my mother give me ANYTHING else to do -- besides cleaning the dishes.

3. Re-Organizing Anything. Let's face it, I am a driven person. Ambitious to a fault. I often take on organizational projects that are just plain beyond me and my minor skills. Thus we end up with a pile of boxes that has yet to be a. used or b. thrown away because I am going to use them.

4. Doing more than one chore in an hour. I hate this chores are the pits. I have read multiple parenting books that talk about being positive about doing chores and your kids will enjoy doing them. HA! They will not. No one would rather mop the floor than read Hidden Order by Brad Thor. 

5. Decorating. I actually love to decorate my home. Unfortunately, I share that with my husband, who has definite ideas about what does and does not look good. These ideas often clash with mine and what results is little to no decor in our home.

What are your least favorite chores?

Good Series to watch: Melissa and Joey -- only watch this if you loved Sabrina: the teenage witch. If you did not, you will simply never appreciate the humor used.

Autumn Blues

I love autumn. As a season, it just has it all. Pretty colors, figure hiding sweaters, crisp (not frigid) air, and lots of apples for homemade applesauce.

This year, however, I am so sad to say goodbye to summer. I think it is because I finally have a kid and see the world through a smaller person's eyes again. Today we walked up to the pool area of the apartment complex that we live in. Packer was babbling to me in his sweet little voice about Lord knows what, but it was nice to hear all the same. Suddenly, he stopped cold and looked at the pool. It was covered for winter.

I then started to tick off in my head all the fun things that we had done this summer that we wouldn't be able to do now. Swimming, popsicles, camping, frolicking through meadows is kind of on it's way out. It just gave me a moment's pause to welcoming my beloved fall. So here is our sweet send off to summer:

April Come She Will by Simon and Garfunkel

April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again

June, she´ll change her tune,
In restless walks she´ll prowl the night;
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight.

August, die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I´ll remember.
A love once new has now grown old.

Overall, it has been a wonderful summer -- so here is to remembering in September, and looking forward to a wonderful fun filled fall!

Good Show to Watch: Derek -- I am fairly leary of Netflix Original Series. They are like HBO Original Series, super dirty and gross. However, while Derek does have a bit of language, it it fantastic. The story centers around a nursing home in England. More serious than funny and very touching.